Our trip to Colorado was, as Devon noted, a journey from one meal to another. Such is the way of food — so much socialization happens around it that, by Monday morning, I had to roll myself onto the plane.

Our road to obesity started Thursday, when we had dinner with his family at a restaurant that served turkey and all the fixings. I got to chat with Devon’s grandmother, who is about 92 and pretty awesome.

Keep visiting evilsoft.org to check out Devon’s Demonic Watchwinder. He’ll blog about it eventually.